View Full Version : Here I come, ready or not, you can't hide

08-15-2008, 01:35 PM

08-15-2008, 03:59 PM
Don't you think it's kind of, well, cheating, to ride between such slender posts while challenging me to hide? Isn't this discrimination against the plump? Yeah, that's it--I'm suing. ;)

Nice to see you. Where was the photo taken? How are you? We miss you.

Maryn, who did manage to hide one arm

08-15-2008, 04:02 PM
KTC is just saying that because he could hide behind those posts.

Maryn, snickering

kct webber
08-15-2008, 04:13 PM
I'm hiding in the booshes. You can't ride your bike in there. Te he...

08-15-2008, 04:33 PM
Go get 'em, aruna. Stuff 'em in that little basket if they won't behave.

Wish I had a bike with a basket. Wish I could still ride a bike. Wish I could ride on the roads here and not get squashed like a bug.

:hi:Good to see you! Have any mangoes?

08-15-2008, 04:49 PM
That's an enchanting photo. Quite magical.

and, nice to see you! You've been missed.


08-15-2008, 05:04 PM

Brilliant photo!

Aruna on patrol - takin' no guff.

08-15-2008, 05:26 PM
Aruna is so beautiful. :)

08-15-2008, 05:29 PM

*Jumps out and yells "BOO!"*

08-15-2008, 06:05 PM
Great picture. I've been wondering where you have been! Great to see you.

08-15-2008, 06:23 PM
Just got back yesterday - 2 months in India, 4 days in Dubai! That pic is in India and there are lots more where that came from... but very busy with paperwork laundry etc and stuff that didn't get done but I'll be back!
And what has been going on over here? what's the big news? Has everyone been god good? Any nice closed threads I need to read? Who's been banned? Who flounced for good?

Be back soon!

08-15-2008, 06:24 PM
(PS Missed y'all. Thought of you all the time.)

08-15-2008, 06:29 PM
Where is my yacht, honey?

08-15-2008, 07:39 PM
Glad you're back, Aruna.


08-15-2008, 07:55 PM
Where is my yacht, honey?

It's waiting for us in Dubai, right next to the Burj Jumeira. It's a 7 star one; I hope you like it. A special feature is the bum gun (http://www.mangosauce.com/thai_secrets/sit_smile_thai_toilet_habits.php), which I have learnt to appreciate very much during this journey. Now that is an Asian gadget the West needs to adopt!

Foreign toilet nightmares are the stuff of legend. Have you ever fallen backwards into a stinking pile of human waste whilst trying to take a dump in a squat toilet? If so, the chances are that it wasn't in Thailand. This has, though, happened to me in India.
And look how son this thread has deteriorated into toilet speak.Sigh.
I'll have to save it with some nice photos....

08-15-2008, 08:01 PM
The colours of India....


08-15-2008, 08:07 PM
I spent the first four weeks with my husband in the Ashram. Then my son and daughter and son;s girlfriend came and we all moved into an apartment a little further away. Here are some pix of the kids:
on our rooftop:
on top of the world
Rice Meal
up a coconut tree
This is how my son fights with his girlfriend

08-15-2008, 08:14 PM
Glorious pictures! Aruna, so glad you are back! You bring a ray of light to AW! :)

08-16-2008, 12:38 PM
ah, Sharon! My friend. Your adventures make me (fill in the blank)

a squat toilet?

ah, yes! I remember them well. At least you can't fall into the ones in Korea - unless you're incredibly skinny .... or falll sideways.... :D The binjo ditches however, are another story entirely. heh.

More pictures! More stories! but first - the laundry bwahahahahaha.....

Was the man with the flute an accomplished musician? Do they still have snake charmers in India? With real cobras? Gosh --

08-16-2008, 04:17 PM
Beautiful, aruna. Just beautiful.

08-16-2008, 07:53 PM
Great pictures - and glad to see you back.

08-16-2008, 10:15 PM
Those pix are from son's girlfriend... my daughter also had a camera but hasn't got around to downloading her pix yet. I took a camera but it broke even before I arrived. I'd have loved to catch some stuff, such as the Aruna Beauty Salon and my laundryman with his old iron heated by hot coals (the glowing embers are INSIDE the iron) and the beggar who mends broken plastic buckets by sewing the cracks together with wire. The Indians are SO enterprising. There is no recycling system in place but it doesn't matter. anything you throw into the rubbish gets taken out by someone if it is any use. You can throw a plastic bottle on the roadside and within ten minutes it is gone.

And the first thing that struck me is the kindness of the Indians. In the West, people tend to look away when they see someone disabled or pretend they didn't notice. Everywhere we went there, people would grab my husband's hand to help him navigate steps, get up to offer him a seat, push him to the front of queues (standing aside to let him in), help him to get up from sitting on the floor, help him cross the road, lead him across a darkened courtyard. Total strangers would do this. In the West, I don't think people would touch a stranger in this way; at least I have not experienced it in England or Germany. It happened every day over there. And they would discuss his illness quite openly with me - what does he have? Have I tried such and such a therapy? Such and such a doctor is very good. Take him here or there.

As far as the touching is concerned, it was always the men who grabbed his hand, not women, and it is the same vice versa. Men and women do not touch in public (unless as in our case your husband needs help). However, you often see two men walking hand in hand, and they are not gay.

Men in general seem much softer than in the West, especially with children. Mostly, over here (UK) men aren't much interested in kids who are not their own,. but I remember when mine were small how men would pinch their cheeks and play with them. Also, you see men very engaged with their own small children, more so than women. There are no prams, and if a family goes anywhere it is the man who carries the babies and toddlers and deals with them. In fact, I saw more men alone with their little kids than women.

And the kids are so well behaved! They come into the ashram with their people and they sit down quietly and wait for their parents; I hardly heard a child cry ever; they just sit therein silence and wait for the parents obediently. I adore the tiny Indian girls! They come all dressed up in shiny long skirts and tops, sometimes with sequins. anklets jingling as they patter around the places, flowers in their hair, eyes huge and outlined in kohl. In the ashram dining hall, we sit on the floor and eat with out hands. Small kids sit quietly next to their parents and eat quietly. At the very most, they get excited about the peacocks and monkeys and point and watch. They don't have any toys or other distractions. The parents just assume they are quiet, and they are;and they laugh and smile and when you cycle past them they wave and shout in English: hello! What is your name! What is your native land!

Many of the schools there are in English medium so just about everyone can speak a little English, which makes us foreigners very lazy about learning Tamil. We had a lady who came to our house very day with a heavy basket of fruit on her head. Super mangoes! She would say. Super papaya!

Of course this may not be representative fr all India. This was in a special place, an ashram, where generally the behaviour of everyone is better. The cities are very Westernized and people there are very much like city folk everywhere.

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08-16-2008, 10:26 PM
No idea why there photos are suddenly so small.
a monkey

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08-16-2008, 10:28 PM
my milkman!

08-16-2008, 10:29 PM
Hi, aruna, so glad to see you and what great pics! Missed ya. :Hug2:

08-16-2008, 10:31 PM
a litre of milk: 16 rupees. 64 rupees to the Euro.

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08-16-2008, 10:33 PM
Arunachala Hill, after which I am named

08-16-2008, 10:49 PM
These pics are all so beautiful, as are you! :) Great to have you back, Aruna, but glad you left us for such beautiful destinations.

08-19-2008, 02:53 PM
A last batch of photos, this time my daughters; soon I will delete them all from AW and put them on my Facebook,
First, some monkeys:

08-19-2008, 02:57 PM
These are from Dubai, where we stayed 4 days with an old friend of mine. Dubai is mostly just one huge building site; my friend's husband said they are recreating Manhatten. It is the opposite of India: everywhere you go just steel, glass and concrete. 42 degrees hot, My friend's swimming pool was still naturally HOT at 6 am. The sea too was HOT. Nobody on the roads.. everyone in air conditioned buildings and cars. India is a crazy jumble of humanity spilled all over the streets; Dubai seems empty of humanity and sterile. Everyone seems to be behind locked gates and high walls, making money. Not my place at all, but it was interesting. My kids went on a desert safari, here are some photos from that:

Yep, it's them!

08-19-2008, 04:12 PM
Hi, Sharon. Wonderful pictures.

08-19-2008, 06:09 PM
(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h266/arunadasi/india08/sasdesert.jpg)http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h2.../sasdesert.jpg (http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h266/arunadasi/india08/sasdesert.jpg)


No wonder everyone stays inside. What would you use? Snowshoes & a camel?

course knowing guys - they'd kiss the camel and wear snow shoes to get next to that pretty girl.


08-19-2008, 07:28 PM
Your pictures are awesome.
You're awesome.
Having you back is, well, awesome.

Where's my thesaurus?

08-23-2008, 04:19 AM
Wow, Sharon, amazing pics. Thx much for sharing.